I Opened a Bookshop in Ancient Times

Blurb

Huang Xianhua has three great loves: eating meat, drinking wine, and flirting with handsome men.

One day, she transmigrates. She takes a bite of meat and dies; a sip of wine and dies; a kiss and dies. Usually, she's dead for no more than two days, but the worst time she was gone for half a month and nearly got buried. All because that damn puppy had just eaten meat and drunk wine, and then tried to kiss her!

Maybe this is Heaven's punishment for her. Since there's nothing else to enjoy in life, she'll work hard to make money and start a life of hoarding wealth!

One morning, someone pounds on the gate until it shakes. "Daughter-in-law, open up! I've brought my good-for-nothing son, along with the entire He family, so he can love you! Can I come along when he visits? I don't want to leave the Huaxu Bookshop!"

Could she really leave the door closed? It's not as if she's short on money!

My new novel, "What Could Possibly Be Bad About a Little White Lotus?", is now underway. I've got chapters ready, so if you're interested, take a look. Here's the blurb:

Happy ending, daily updates, both leads have only ever been with each other, strong leads

The once dashing young general, famous for his good looks and heroic spirit, is now a twenty-seven-year-old bachelor, constantly nagged to get married wherever he goes.

His parents nag him: "If you don't get married soon, our family line will die out..."

Huo Xiao: Then let it die out. Let it end. The Han Empire must not fall into chaos!

His good friend nags him: "Wouldn't it be wonderful to have someone cook for you, with a light in a thousand homes shining just for you?"

Huo Xiao: We have cooks, and plenty of lamps in the military camp. I don't need any!

Everyone else who tries to talk him around gets the same answer: "I'm not getting married! I want to be alone for the rest of my life! What business is that of yours?"

His childhood friend, Cheng Bailian, doesn't pressure him to marry. She just makes a bet with him: if he loses, he'll marry her. The bet is over the game of skimming stones, which he's best at.

Huo Xiao: We haven't seen each other in ages. She must want me to win and make things fun, so how could I disappoint her? I'll go easy on her, just enough so she doesn't lose too badly...

Who could have guessed... After more than ten years on the battlefield, he'd never lost so spectacularly!

After they marry, he tries to win back some ground. Every cell in his body is determined to prove he's not a good husband. He gets the result he wanted, but soon regrets it: "I'm actually a good husband. Would you... reconsider?"

Little White Lotus: Get lost!

The female lead spoils the male lead in the early chapters, then he has to go through hell to win her back later. Chapters are ready, and I always finish what I start, so go ahead and jump in, everyone.

My completed novel, "I Disguised Myself as a Man at the Academy," is also available. If you're interested, visit my author page to add it to your collection and read it. XOXO.

Blurb

Wang Yi'an, the female lead, uses Xie Wufu's ancestral white jade bracelet to threaten him. But while she keeps making threats, the bracelet slips onto her wrist, and her life is suddenly in danger.

Xie Wufu: Give me back my bracelet. It's for my future wife.

Wang Yi'an: I didn't keep it for myself. It won't come off. There's nothing I can do.

Xie Wufu draws his sword and comes at her...

Wang Yi'an runs: A gentleman uses words, not violence. Give me some time, and I'll find a way to take it off and return it to you!

The next day passes, then the third, then countless more, and the bracelet still hasn't been returned.

Xie Wufu: Hey, where's my bracelet? Why haven't you given it back?

Wang Yi'an smiles: You said it was for your future wife. If you don't give it to me, who else would you give it to?

Content warning: The female lead is willful and spoiled. She changes because of the male lead later on, so this is a growth story. The male lead isn't a lovesick fool.

Theme: Be self-reliant and independent. Women can hold up half the sky too.